After they got dressed, Stone said, “Before we leave, I want to examine these papers that no one should want.”
“The papers that people are trying to kill us for?”
“Yes, those papers.”
Stone put the crate with the personnel folders on the table. “They aren’t even inside a locked container.” He divided the twenty or so folders inside the crate into two piles, and they went through them.
Twenty minutes later, they sat back in their chairs and shook their heads. Stone said, “I can’t see anything unusual. They’re ten to twenty years old. Except for their use in handing out retirement checks, they’re worthless. Did you see anything unusual?”
“Nothing. The papers inside one of the folders are out of order. That’s no big deal. Somebody dropped the folder and put everything back without checking it.” She handed it to Stone.
He examined it closely then threw it back on the table. “Exactly the same as all the other folders except that it’s mixed up.” He sighed. “Damn.”
“I agree.”
“Let’s get moving.”
Chapter 15
Import/Export
In a small room in Compton, California, Fahad looked at a computer screen. “Why didn’t the device work. These two meddlesome people should be dead.”
“I don’t know why it didn’t work. I didn’t build it.”
Racheem pounded his fist on the table. “We’ve been defeated by a cripple and a woman.”
Fahad tried to encourage him. “The battle isn’t over yet. We’ve done everything else correctly. You found out when the papers were going to be shipped to the Nevada office and by what means and our man installed the explosive device. Our people were supposed to kill the man and woman and get the information. The explosive would have shredded the car to ribbons. There would be no clues.”
Racheem whirled around. “Is there anything in the little cube that could lead back to us?”
“No, but it wouldn’t matter if there was. The explosive is powerful enough to vaporize everything inside.”
“Good. We may still be able to complete our mission.” He stopped pacing around their hotel room. “How are they getting along. I didn’t like their effectiveness when we tried to take our property back on the road to Nevada.”
Fahad sat down. He stretched his legs away from him. “It appears they still don’t like each other, but we can’t be sure. We couldn’t predict which hotel room they’d stay in so we couldn’t plant a listening device. They’ve been arguing the entire trip.”
Racheem said, “I want them to be as weak and ineffectual as they appear to be. That’s why I arranged for them to be the guards on the shipment. The two worst agents in the city. That should have guaranteed our success. This is not going the way I wanted.”
“It’s not over yet.”
Delia and Stone left the motel room. Delia made him stop at the door. She kissed him with kindness and hope.
The office they needed was open. For an import/export business, the employees carried a lot of weaponry. Two supposed executives had obvious bulges inside their coats. The secretary’s big handbag was open on her desk within easy reach.
Stone and Delia introduced themselves and were pointed toward an office with no windows.
The man in back of the desk didn’t belong in any import/export business in the world. He had hair so short, his scalp glared under the light above him. His body had the bulky strength of a career soldier and his handshake was firm and unwavering. He directed Delia and Stone to chairs in front of his desk. “I’m Nathan Gooding. Could I see your id badges please?”
Delia and Stone laid the badges on his desk. He examined them with care and caution. Handing them back he asked. “What do you have for me?”
Delia put the personnel folders on the desk. Stone set the metal cube on top of it. He bellowed, “Jamison, come here.”
A man with the same build as his commanding officer filled the doorway as if by magic. “Yes, sir.”
Nathan pointed to the cube. “Put that in the hole and call me when it’s ready.”
The man picked up the cube with two fingers and carried it carefully out of the room. Nathan asked, “Where did you find it?”
Stone answered, “Inside the gas tank of our company car. It had been installed in a special section of the tank. It must have been done in a shop of some kind.”
Nathan’s head jerked up. He’d been studying the top of his desk. He obviously hadn’t heard what he expected. “Interesting. Complicated and interesting. We’ll have to look inside it.” He stood up. ”Come with me. This will be worth watching.” He walked out of the room. Delia and Stone followed.
He turned left toward the interior of the offices. At a steel door, Nathan turned right into a control booth of some kind. It had a desk covered with dials and switches. They could see into another bare room through a window. Delia noticed the slight bluish-green tint of the glass. She asked Nathan, “How thick is this is the glass?”
“Ten inches. Enough to stop a bullet from a 30 mm cannon at point blank range.”
The room contained a cylinder five feet across and four feet high. The door on top measured a foot thick. It looked like a bank vault door with polished surfaces and a number of thick steel rods sticking out to the side. The exterior of the cylinder was bare steel, unpolished. Nathan watched Delia and Stone’s reaction to the cylinder.
He said, “We tried painting the metal, but the paint flaked off every time we used it. So we left it alone.”
They watched the man inside spin a wheel around on top of the door. He gave it an extra turn and walked out of the room. He joined Delia, Stone and Nathan inside the control room. He said, “All set, sir.”
A screen on top of the desk lit up. The interior of the cube appeared. There was a lump of dense material occupying most of the cube. Nathan moved a mouse and the cube turned around and around. They saw a battery and the logic board from a cell phone.
Nathan pointed to the gap between a wire and the pole where it should have been attached. “That’s why you’re still alive.” He hovered his finger over a red button. “Let’s do it.”
He pushed the button. The building shook. They heard a far off booming noise. Nathan pointed to a set of numbers. He said, “Twenty six thousand feet per second. It weighed almost two pounds. You and the car would have been in pieces no more than a half inch across. Let’s find the thing you’re carrying that’s so important.”
In his office, Nathan examined each piece of paper in the jumbled folder in turn. He set the last one down on his desk. “Beats me. These are just what they say they are. Personnel records without value. They’re old and cover many people who aren’t in the service any more.
Why did someone want them? Why did they try to kill you to get them and how did they know where you were?”
Delia said. “This thing has two sides. The sides don’t fit together and can’t be ignored. On one hand we’re exactly the sort of second string agents who would be assigned to carry these useless documents from our office to the office in Las Vegas. That means the documents have no value. On the other, if the documents are so worthless, why did terrorists attack us and try to take them away? The presence of the bomb suggests that once the terrorists had taken the documents, the car could be blown up without regard to anything left in it. All for documents of no value.”
Three highly trained people looked at each other without speaking.
Chapter 16
Wrap It Up
The agency issued another car to Stone and Delia.
All the way to Las Vegas, Stone looked out the windshield without saying anything.
He kept letting the car slow down to forty five miles an hour. Delia insisted they pull over so she could drive. Stone sat in the passenger seat and paid no attention to anything that didn’t concern the worthless, important papers.
The terrorists tried once more to get the prize. Stone and Delia parked in the lot of an office
building just off the Strip in Las Vegas. A swarthy young man sat in a car on the other side of the lot and watched them get out. He readjusted the knife in his belt and followed them inside.
The little man with the knife followed Delia and Stone to the elevators and got into their car just after they did.
Without a signal and with no advance planning, Delia and Stone walked past the little man and out of the elevator.
They turned around and looked at the little man. The doors closed and Stone put down the box of papers. By the time the little man pushed the button that opens the door, both of them had their weapons out. The little man thought about charging at them with his knife ready to stab and rip. He looked at Stone and thought better of it. He went quietly.
On the elevator ride up to the Import/Export office, Stone said, “How do you feel right now?”
“Good.”
“I was right. The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree.
She gave him a mock frown. “I hate it when the man in my life is right, and I’m wrong.”
“I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen often.”
The Colonel and Rose, his wife, joined Delia and Stone and Commander Smithson, the head of the Las Vegas Agency. The Colonel and Rose were present on computer screens on the table.
The Colonel opened the meeting. “Delia, how are you and Stone getting along.”
Delia gave him a big smile and leaned over to kiss Stone.
The Colonel said, “Better than I’d hoped. However, I have something we need to do before we move on. Take the folder with the pages out of order and put them in order.”
Stone located the correct folder and started to put page one upside down on the table then page two. Delia said, “Stone, my fingers are faster than yours. Could I do this?”
Stone moved the folder in front of her. “Yes, please.”
Delia’s finger flew inside the records of Donald Wenshourer, a man who’d served the agency in the early nineties. Delia got done in just a few minutes. She set the straightened papers on the desk. “I looked at each page as I collated them. Everything on every page is just what we found on the others.”
The Colonel said, “Move the papers so that they are evenly spread out in order, then look at them sideways.”
Delia aligned the pages so that they all met each other congruently and held them up at eye level. She was disappointed. “Nothing.” She put the papers down on the table. “They’re dirty. I don’t remember any of the other folders having dirty papers.”
Rose asked, “Are all four sides dirty?”
“Yes. It’s spread uniformly all around the stack.”
“Do you have a magnifying glass?”
The Commander brought a big magnifying glass from his office. He studied the stack very carefully. “The dirt isn’t dirt. It’s a series of dots and empty spaces. They’re each so small that the edge of the paper looks grey.”
Delia said, “I don’t understand. This is from the last century. We can pass information from one speeding car to another one on the freeway or put it in a coded message inside a newsgroup or fan club. Why use this low-tech method of doing it?”
The Colonel answered, “We would have been looking for it if they’d done it with high tech equipment. We monitor virtually everything that’s put on the airways or said in a news group.”
The Colonel said, “I understand now. Somebody had to smuggle the instructions for assembling a nuclear device to the person who’s going to put it together. It’s too big to put in any of the usual ways of passing information so he writes them or prints them on the sides of a series of pieces of paper then jumbles them up to make them less obvious.”
Rose added, “That explains why Sandra was targeted. She’s a temp and has less responsibility and a lower level of security than anyone else. They didn’t need to know any more than the level of activity in the office. Anyone who works there knows how hard they’re working.
Delia said, “I don’t understand. The agency could have sent those papers out any day of the week. They’re completely unimportant.”
The Colonel said, “Exactly. Any administrator would use that sort of flexible delivery to even the workload of the office. He’d schedule it for the slowest day of the week.”
Delia held her hands up. “Wait a minute, please. Why use the Veterans Administration as a delivery system?”
The Colonel had the answer to that. “It’s not just the VA. Low level positions are typically the lowest on the list of background checks. What does a background check mean for an employee who does nothing else but deal with outdated, unnecessary documents? They get one of their people on in the VA or the Navy in Los Angeles, and he can send documents that carry secret coding to any city and state in the nation in perfect safety. Anybody in government can use the inter-office mail system to send anything to any other employee as long as it looks like an official government document.”
Delia asked, “Why not use the regular Post Office and mail it?”
“Postal inspectors, Homeland security, the FBI, the CIA, NSA. All of them monitor mail sent through the Post Office. Nobody monitors mail sent through the government system. It’s perfect.
Rose had one other question. “What about Racheem Sulleiman and his group. They still have the pieces of the nuclear weapon.”
The Commander said, “That’s tomorrow’s problem. We’ll meet back here tomorrow at nine o’clock and see if there’s any new intel.”
Delia said, “Could we make it eleven. Stone and I have to go over some things.”
While everyone else watched her, she turned pink.
The Colonel said, “I think we can do that. Until tomorrow.”
Pleasing My Professor
A College Menage Romance
This deliciously dirty story is a part of Susan Fleming’s super-charged, highly lewd collection of love and lust, written in 2015. Those who attempt to steal any part of this goldmine and take it as their own risk being a fiery, hot death from a hunk bearing copyright notices—and she’s not about to play with you.
This is a work of fiction—although we wish that people like this really existed, it’s nothing more than a figment of a very, very overactive imagination. Any resemblance to someone you know, a place you love or anything you hold dear to your heart is nothing more than a craving in your heart that these carnal desires and actions were true!
It goes without saying that this book oozes with erotic sex appeal, and is filled to the rafters with a smorgasbord of acts that you certainly wouldn’t tell your grandmother about. Bodice-ripping, panty-dropping and glasses-steaming, the scenes contained herein are wickedly naughty!
Although all the saucy characters are flirting with forbidden desires and sometimes taking the naughty fruit they really shouldn’t be, all are consenting adults over the age of 18 and not blood-related. What they are is passionate and eager to explore their carnal desires all day long.
In short, this book is going to get you very, very hot!
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Table Of Contents
Introduction
Chapter 1: The Stunner
Chapter 2: Embarrassing The Professor
Chapter 3: The Major Setback
Chapter 4: Weekend Party
Chapter 5: Problem For Ashley
Chapter 6: Indecent Proposal
Chapter 7: Three Is Never A Crowd
Conclusion
Introduction
Ashley is a 19 year old college student who is
having the time of her life. This girl has got it all: looks, money, expensive possessions, a jock boyfriend, supportive parents and the attention of the male population. She is also the star cheerleader of the university no wonder why boys at school praise her that they would automatically do anything for her convenience.
She rarely does academics and school work as she can easily charm her way through it. Girls in the campus envy Ashley that is why she doesn’t have too many friends in school except for a few confidantes who also sticks up to her in order to ride on her popularity. Despite all the perfection and having things go her way; Ashley deep inside is a very insecure girl. She has a lot of anxiety issues that people do not know of.
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